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Any folks out there write fanfic? Whelp, you can pimp yer fics right here, as well as discuss them with folks and whatnot. I'll get things started off...

The Prince Ascendant (https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11203951/1/The-Prince-Ascendant): My first real fic, and my first long-running fic. Its an alternate universe Dragon Ball Z fic that deals with the question "what if Vegeta had become the next ascended Super Saiyan after Gohan when Cell killed Trunks, and Vegeta ended up being the one to kill Cell?" Vegeta ends up understanding what it is to be a hero and his outlook changes drastically. He finally embraces his role as one of the protectors of the Earth. Contains an OC that isn't massively overpowered. Becomes very emotional at times...and rather dark at certain points. Might not be my BEST work, but its still relatively decent.

The Bardock Effect (https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11363105/1/The-Bardock-Effect): Bardock is knocked unconscious by Dodoria's attack and, as a result, misses the destruction of Planet Vegeta and survives. A mishap with a stasis pod later, and he finds himself intervening between his two sons. The power dynamic changes a good bit, and Bardock gets to be a magnificent bastard, and a snarky motherfucker, to boot. Has equal amounts humour, drama, and emotion, or at least, that's what I'm aiming for. Overall, I'd rate it better than TPA, but I love 'em both.

The Greater Evil (https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11442173/1/The-Greater-Evil): Attack on Titan/Fullmetal Alchemist crossover. Father Cornello ends up using his Philosopher's Stone to accidentally rip a hole in the dimensions...straight to a world filled with man-eating giants. This is a straight-up action-horror story. Shit's about to get brutal.

Interrupta Vitae (https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11526499/1/Interrupta-Vitae): Dragon Ball Z/Harry Potter crossover. An unknown accident causes an 11 year-old Son Gohan, just after the death of Cell, to switch places with an 11 year-old Harry Potter, on the night of his 11th birthday. How will Gohan cope with the loss of his father and being trapped on a mysterious world learning to use a gift he never expected to receive: magic? For that matter, how will Harry Potter deal with being taken from his abusive family and ending up with the fierce, but loving widow, Chi Chi? Mystery, action, and a lot of emotion on both ends. This will prove to be one very interesting ride.

Kingdom Hearts New Epic (https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10297444/1/Kingdom-Hearts-New-Epic-The-First): The chief fanfic I am working on. A Next Generation Kingdom Hearts fanfic set in another fanfic author's universe, namely, LordCavendish's Kingdom Hearts AU universe. This universe is notable for being established before KH2, and thus having a number of differences from canon. We start after the end of the original author's last fanfic, wherein we see the descendants of the original Kingdom Hearts characters, specifically, we follow Jonahs, Sora's grandson, who later ended up adopted by Sora as his son. During a trip to a world called Oceansburg, Jonahs meets a strange individual named Wolfang Richler, whose offer to fulfill Jonahs' wish directly leads into chaos. We follow Jonahs as his adventure out in the worlds becomes more and more complex.

I'm beginning to realize just how incredibly OP Gohan is in relation to the Potterverse. Pitting guys who could, at best, take down a couple of city blocks, individually, against a kid who can likely destroy suns, can sense intent, and can literally move faster than the eye can see is the most hilariously unbalanced situation I've ever written. I'm lovin it!

I'm currently in the process of writing the first draft of a Resident Evil fanfic set during the events of Resident Evil 2 and 3. I'm enjoying it, though I ought to considering I'd been kicking this story around in my head for a decade now.

An excerpt from my work so far on Ch. 8 of The Greater Evil, The Battle of New Optian. I'm just so happy writing this, I had to share it.

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“Do you understand, Major Miles?” General Armstrong asked her subordinate. “My men and I are to provide relief to the soldiers in New Optian,” Miles repeated his General’s orders. “If we can, we are to hold the line and push the titans back. If we are unable to achieve success in a reasonable amount of time, we are to retreat to prevent unnecessary casualties.” “You have your orders, Major Miles,” General Armstrong stated firmly, swinging her arm forward. “Move out and good luck!” “You heard the lady,” a Briggs soldier yelled behind them, loading a crate of supplies into a large truck. “Finish packing and move out!” Edward and the other alchemists had worked for hours on end, and Major Miles was impressed by their work. They'd managed to convert several hundred mortar rounds to white phosphorous payloads. As far as he was aware, they were still hard at work, making more rounds for the defense of Eastern Command. He didn't even need to talk to the young State Alchemist to know that he'd seen something truly horrifying when the titans took Liore and Emell. Based on reports he'd read, as well as intelligence gathered from the operatives Colonel Mustang's group had acquired from the other side of the portal, these titans ate humans for pleasure, often leaving their victims alive to die inside their stomachs...some by drowning, others by heat, and still more died even more slowly from infection. Knowing approximately how many people had suffered that horrifying fate, Major Miles steeled himself, readying his mind to fight the abominations that were threatening to overrun his home. Though Amestrians had been responsible for the near-genocide of his people, he knew better than to hate them all, or even just the entire military. Most of the people responsible were merely following the orders of their superiors, something he couldn't blame them for doing, as the Amestris military had never been very kind to those found guilty of insubordination. Two hours after the order had been given, the troops and supplies were ready, the convoy heading out of the newly-created wall bordering East City. For the fifth time since they'd set out, Major Miles checked the machine gun bolted to the transport he was on. The red-tipped mercury fulminate explosive rounds were loaded properly and the gun's bolt was locked back, ready to strike down anything that dared attack them during their ordered rush towards New Optian. Looking down to his side, he noted the numerous metal boxes, each with a red stripe along their length, indicating they were stocked with yet more explosive ammunition. Altogether, they had over fifty thousand rounds of such bullets stocked for their heavy machine guns, another twenty thousand for their rifles and sub-machine guns, over two hundred rocket-propelled grenades, seven hundred white phosphorous mortar rounds, five hundred high-explosive mortar rounds, a massive crate of grenades, normal ammunition of all kinds, mines, and even a dozen experimental flamethrowers they'd brought from Briggs, spread across half a dozen large trucks, each with a heavy machine gun emplacement atop it, their operators keeping a weather eye for incoming titans. General Armstrong knew the threat of the titans from what she'd read, and she'd spared no expense in bringing every possible engine of death to bear against this threat to their nation. Though the tank was still parked near East City's northern exit, she'd ensured that Major Miles and his squadron were given enough firepower to, if nothing else, save the lives of those men and women who were holding New Optian. “Remember, men,” Major Miles yelled into the radio as they drove. “Aim between their shoulders! If we can take out their weak spot, then they stay down! Conserve your ammunition whenever possible and, most of all, stay calm! Do not spray wildly into an oncoming horde! We are the cavalry! We are men of Briggs! We'll show these giants what it means to fight against our iron will!” “Sir,” the spotter behind him called out. “I'm counting five titans, at least ten meters tall, about two hundred and fifty meters to our three o'clock!” “Titans,” Major Miles relayed into the radio. “Three o'clock, two-five-zero meters! Two and Four, open fire!” Behind him, Major Miles heard the machine guns spring to violent life, the brilliant white-orange of the tracers streaking down to the titans as the beasts turned, lumbering in their direction. The rounds worked as advertised, as each new one found its mark, they exploded, ripping flesh from bone and scything the titans down at the shoulder. Fifteen seconds' concentrated fire later, the guns lay silent, their barrels cooling in the desert air. The titans that had been bearing down on them erupted into clouds of steam and, moments later, were replaced by bleached, white skeletons. Major Miles could hear the men in the trucks behind him erupt into cheers. Their first sortie against these monsters had been a resounding success. “Don't get cocky,” Major Miles said calmly into the radio. “Those were just stragglers from the main body of the horde bearing down on New Optian! But, our brothers have five fewer titans to worry about when we arrive. Good work, men!”

I'm getting a bit of a military boner from it, yes. Can't help it! ITS SO HAPPY.

Chapter 8 (https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11442173/8/The-Greater-Evil) of The Greater Evil is up! Oddly, no main characters other than Captain Levi show up, its almost entirely centered around Major Miles and General Armstrong. Next one will have more familiar faces, I promise! But, this one is still good, too!